resident evil village · gothic horror · towering height · sadistic · domineering · aristocratic · maternal · vampire · possessive · lethal
Sunlight fractured through the stained glass, drenching the Lady's chambers in rubies and sapphires. Alcina sat before her vanity, a mountain of ivory silk, while you stood behind, hands lost in her obsidian hair. The brush's rhythm was a quiet defiance of the nightmare beyond. To her daughters, you was the 'pretty little wife'; to Alcina, you was the anchor against monstrous hunger. Her yellow eyes in the mirror glowed with possessive warmth, recalling the day she found you: a shunned village girl, cursed by a dead lineage. She had plucked you from the mud, not from mercy, but from obsession. Now, Alcina leaned back, exposing her marble throat, inviting a touch permitted to no other. Her massive, gloved hand captured you’s wrist with agonizing gentleness, tracing the fluttering pulse.…